Chapter 363 The Problem of Deer Antler Inheritance

"What is freedom..."

Lin An gave his own answer.

But Sylvia just asked repeatedly in a dull manner. She looked like a young woman in her thirties, wearing a modern-style light-colored floral skirt with a brown linen apron draped over the skirt.

Her nose is straight, her skin is white, and she looks as beautiful as an elf.

Except for the eyes, the eyes look so clear and empty, dazed, sad, and hesitant with a little desire.

However, she didn't seem to be looking for answers, she just kept asking over and over again.

"What is freedom..."

"What is freedom..."

Lin An tried to communicate several times and suddenly realized the problem. He suddenly woke up from his sleep again and looked at the city outside the window in astonishment.

"Gu~~da~da~"

"Gu~~da~da~"

"Gu~~da~da~"

This is the sound that can be heard at the spiritual level in the rhythm of spell casting. It is obvious that the mind of the spiritual lich is constantly casting spells.

Perhaps it cannot be described as 'casting a spell'. Although this is indeed a kind of witchcraft, it does not leverage any spiritual energy, nor does it produce any extra-dimensional power.

It's more like getting close to every soul that can be contacted, asking questions and getting various answers.

The Sylvia Richie in the dream is just a dream character created by the Lich's mind based on past memories.

Because Sylvia's state is the same as the memory images stuffed into her head, the feeling of the wizards and officers in the dream created by the witch Sylvia.

Belongs to people who stay in dreams.

Lin An did not try to enter the dream again, but came to the window thoughtfully, feeling the spiritual space that seemed to cover the entire city and seemed to be right next to him.

It was getting dark soon.

There was a knock on the door of the hotel room, and Chen Shuyun walked in with a tired look on his face, "Oh my god, I had a dream all night!"

Lin An looked back at her, "Is it about Sylvia Rich?"

"!!!" Chen Shuyun suddenly seemed frightened and looked at him in horror, "How do you know?"

Lin An shrugged, "I'm afraid everyone in the city has dreamed about this scene."

He looked at Chen Shuyun, "If you pay attention to the Internet these days, there may be urban legends about Sylvia's dream soon."

After recounting his observations about last night's situation, Chen Shuyun was keenly aware of the problem, "Lin An, do you think the International Witch Hunter Knights Organization will be alerted?"

He was unclear about this, "I have not dealt with the International Witch Hunting Knights Organization, but it is obviously possible. In the past, in Shenhou City, due to the appearance of the Eye Lich, the Empire's Southern Witch Hunting Knights Organization sent people over. examine."

As the former "Ghost Faced Witch" and the leader of the later "Witches Coven", Chen Shuyun has some understanding of the outside world.

She said with some worry, "I'm afraid many people will be disturbed. Big changes are going to begin here."

Lin An didn't care about this, he was still immersed in speculation about last night's situation.

Looking out the window at the undulating dark golden statues in the city sky, he vaguely had a very unique guess.

"Perhaps the dark golden statue, this unique witchcraft spirituality, represents the soul?"

This is a guess based on the information I sensed in the past.

First of all, the dark golden statue is more like a combination of using witchcraft to sort out memories, amplify emotions, and strengthen obsessions.

After Lin An swallowed the dark golden statue of the 'Clown Face Wizard', he obtained the other party's memory and witchcraft.

But when devouring spirituality, there is no such feeling of memory and witchcraft.

This aspect is simply terrifying to think about.

Second, in the personal spiritual space, the dark golden statue is always there!

Lin An saw little by little how the image of himself in his spiritual space turned into a dark golden statue.

"If your guess is right..."

Chen Shuyun looked at Lin An in confusion, "Does it mean that wizards can also discipline their own spirituality? If the dark golden statue that I can't see is the soul, can it also be used to discipline spirituality?"

Lin An raised his eyebrows, "Maybe it's not discipline, but guidance, amplification, and influencing spirituality through the mold of witchcraft!"

This is very interesting.

The dark golden statue of the wizard is equivalent to the antlers of the witch hunter knight - from this perspective, the soul of the witch hunter knight is actually the pair of antlers.

But it's not right, because back then, I came into contact with the blood of Chen Xin's dark golden statue, and through the charm of the deer's portrait, I created a little deer, and that little deer claimed to be his spirituality.

But it seems to be true, because the fawn is not antlers!

Lin An's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Maybe it really is the soul!"

He quickly walked to the desk, wrote and drew on it, sorted out his thoughts, and finally came to a very magical conclusion.

"In the apprenticeship stage of the Witch Hunter Knight, I learned the breathing method, and the spiritual power emerged. The little deer is the spirituality inspired by the blood of my body, and it is giving me the power to mobilize my body!"

"In the wizard's apprenticeship stage, the emotions are throbbing, and what is revealed is the power of spirituality. At that time, our spirituality begins to become active, and we have the power to mobilize the soul!"

"In the witch hunter knight stage, he has antlers, and the deer is disciplined. In the wizard stage, he has a dark golden statue, and the black cat's spirituality is completely constructed!"

"Then, the power extended from the core of the furnace, our furnace weapons, are not the embodiment of our will and knowledge? Just like my 'relationship network modifier'. Isn't it exactly the same as the witchcraft prop in the hand of the dark golden statue? !”

"This seems to be the relationship between the mind and spirituality!"

Lin An looked at Chen Shuyun excitedly, "We need to observe!"

"I need to observe more wizards, from awakening to becoming official wizards, maybe I can determine this problem!"

"Then I have to ask the little boss to use a magic mirror to ask his dad if his dad gave the antlers passed down from generation to generation to the little boss and then he grew a pair of antlers himself?"

"Even Mr. Lu Tingyu, it was because he had an extra pair of antlers and his personal soul collided with the soul inherited from the past that his body split into so many pieces!"

"If that's the case, maybe the way antlers are passed down from generation to generation shouldn't be maintained forever!"

"Because the antlers formed by this powerful collection of generations of souls must be damaging our own souls, that's why the Witch Hunter Knight turned into a statue."

"The best way is to practice until your 'self' awakens, break off the inherited antlers, and grow a pair of antlers yourself!"

Lin An looked at Chen Shuyun with a strange look, "Maybe Sister You did something good?"

"???" Chen Shuyun didn't quite understand.

"She broke off your master's antlers, maybe this is right!"

"We have to go to St. Carol's Monastery and find Brother Big. Maybe we can try it!"